Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~ July 21st. 2017

Hopewell, NB.

Summer is  here and Professor Owl’s Newsletter 
  is taking a holiday for a month

We will be back on August 1st, 2017, with our back to school issue and our usual book and literacy corners along with the community boards.

We will still be doing our weekly book reviews over the holidays watch for them every Friday or Saturday, in the meantime have a great safe and fun summer.

This is the second book in the Knight’s Academy series, and like Book 1 a great read well written with interesting characters and story line. I enjoyed reading more about the character and following them through this story.

Once again, when I started reading the book,  I just could not put it down until it was finished. I am looking forward to the next books in this series, in the not too distant future ~ I hope.

To learn more about Emerald’s backstory of her Knight’s Academy series,  and a  story of endurance.
Follow the following link for her recent interview with Belinda Witzenhausen.
https://bwitzenhausen.wordpress.com/2017/07/20/guest-post-and-new-release-from-author-emerald-barnes-emeraldbarnes/

MARKED (Knight’s Academy #2)
by Emerald Barnes

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About The Hunted:

Myka Williams has been forced out of Knight’s Academy and is on the run, constantly moving to keep the vampires off her trail until Preston’s venom is no longer coursing through her veins. But she isn’t alone.

Brent Jacobson is her protector, training her and teaching her how to be the werewolf she’s destined to be. He’s annoying, stubborn—and hot. But there’s something he isn’t telling her.

Myka has to come face-to-face with the truth of who she really is. Will she find safety, or will she always be hunted?

Purchase The Hunted:

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About Emerald Barnes:

Emerald Barnes resides in a small town in Mississippi and has the accent to prove it. She’s an auntie, a youth leader, a Whovian, a little bit of a nerd, a reader, a writer, and a family-oriented person. God is number One in her life, and she thanks Him continuously for His love and favor. She’s addicted to tv and binge-watching shows, and she has a thing for superheroes.

Connect with Emerald:

Website: http://www.emeraldbarnes.us

Blog: ebarnes23.wordpress.com

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/emeraldbarnes

Facebook: www.facebook.com/fanpageforemeraldbarnes

Twitter: www.twitter.com/emeraldbarnes

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Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/emerald_barnes

LinkedIn: http://www.linkedin.com/in/emeraldbarnes

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Emerald-Barnes/e/B004PL38QS

 

Author Contact:

Email: emerald_barnes@yahoo.com

 

Emerald is available for personal appearances and interviews.

Excerpt One:

Preston had been hot on their trail for two months now. The werewolves hoped the venom would be out of her system soon. Apparently, Preston had been filling her full of it since she’d first been assigned to him. It bothered her that she hadn’t known what he was doing, and even now, the memories weren’t accessible. The only memory she had left of one of his bites was when he’d kidnapped her and tried to make werewolf/vampire babies with her. For all she knew, they still planned on capturing her and using her for exactly that, and that’s why she had to go on the run with Brent. There was something he wasn’t telling her, though. She had gathered that much, but Brent wouldn’t let on to the real reason he had run away with her. It had something to do with her birthmark, though he never opened up about it.

The worst part about being on the run was not knowing when—if ever—she’d be able to see the people she cared about most. She had to leave everyone behind: Jilly, Barry, and Olivia. Milo. What was worse, she had to leave a stupid letter about running away because she was adopted. She couldn’t care less about that. Barry and Jilly were her parents.

And then there was Milo. He knew the truth, but it didn’t matter. Myka knew they couldn’t be together. He was a hybrid; she was a werewolf. It wouldn’t work no matter how much she wanted it to. She exhaled slowly and closed her eyes.

Brent’s phone rang, distracting her from her pity-party. She stood from the bed and wondered if she should pick it up or not. Brent would be angry if she did. She walked to it, knowing that she should let it go to voicemail, but when she saw who was calling, there was no way she could ignore it.

“Hello,” she said, her voice shaking and her heartbeat pounding in her ears.

“Myka?” Milo whispered her name, and tears stung her eyes. “How are you?”

“I’m fine.” Ugh, that was lame, she thought. She was far from fine.

He hesitated before asking, “Where’s Brent?”

“In the shower. You want me to get him?”

“No. I’ll call back.”

She nodded, fully aware that he wouldn’t be able to see her, but she couldn’t speak. All the emotions she’d been holding back wanted to burst out right then, and she wanted to say so much. I miss you was on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t say the words. It made everything seem too final.

“Myks, you still there?” he asked.

“Yeah.” She wiped away a tear rolling down her cheek. She refused to cry. “How’s Liv?”

“She’s good. Fighting mad that you left.” Milo laughed, and she had forgotten how much she’d missed hearing it. She could almost see the rare smile of his, the one he had around her and no one else.

“Will you tell her that I’m sorry?” Myka asked.

“I will.”

“Who did you call?!” Brent’s angry voice made her jump. She turned around to see Brent, soaking wet and in nothing but a towel.

“No one. Milo called. I just answered.”

Myka put her hand on her hip, frustrated at the way Brent was acting. He held out his hand, and she placed the phone in it.

“What do you want, bloodsucker?” Brent asked, annoyance heavy in his tone.

Myka stared at Brent, her frustration faded as she watched his chest move up and down with each breath he took and how the water dripped off his body. The man was ripped. He was probably around six-foot-three and around 220 pounds of pure muscle. His abs were well defined, extremely well defined. She turned her head away as a hot blush burned her cheeks.

Brent swore, and Myka turned back to face him, curiosity and fear coursing through her. His body was the last thing on her mind at that moment. His eyes narrowed as he watched her, and she hoped that anger wasn’t directed at her.

“Thanks for calling,” Brent said before hanging up the phone and tossing it on the bed.

“Why did you answer?” he asked, his anger rising.

“I wanted to talk to him.”

Myka wasn’t backing down from Brent. She didn’t regret her decision. Well, not much, at least.

“I told you that life is over. Stay away from him.”

Brent stormed back into the bathroom, and Myka jumped as he slammed the door. Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, and she buried her face in her hands. Something was going on at the academy, and Brent hadn’t told her what. Was Olivia okay?

When Brent came back out, he had put on his jeans and t-shirt, but his hair was still a wild mess. He looked sexy, but she pushed that thought aside, focusing on her anger at him.

“You should never answer my phone again. What if that hadn’t been Milo? What if it had been Preston instead?” Brent ran his hands through his wet hair, making it stand on end.

“But—”

Myka was about to go off on him about how he wouldn’t let her talk to Milo and that’s all she wanted, but he interrupted her.

“Stop thinking about how much you miss that bloodsucker and get over him. He’s not good for you, Myka. I don’t know why you can’t see that!” He paused and paced the tiny space between her bed and the bathroom. “I’m just trying to protect you.” His last words were barely a whisper.

“I know. Thank you,” she whispered, matching his tone. She knew everything he had risked for her, but she didn’t like being told who she could and couldn’t talk to.

“Just be careful, kid. We can’t lose you to them.” Brent walked to Myka and leaned close to her face. Her breath caught when he wiped away the tears on her cheeks. “You’re too important.”

Excerpt Two:

She searched for the spare key that they always kept under the mat. Not the safest place, but Jilly was certain no one would find it there. Myka shook her head at the thought but was thankful that Jilly hadn’t changed her mind about it. She unlocked the door and pushed it open as quietly as she could. She shut the door just as quiet and let her eyes adjust to the darkness.

She took in a deep breath. The air smelled of fresh linen; Jilly’s choice of fragrance. She liked the idea that a home could smell like fresh laundry. Myka basked in the scent, and tears formed in the corners of her eyes. She didn’t realize how much she’d missed that smell.

A fast puff of breath rushed from her lungs when someone pushed her against the door. The knob pushed into her back, taking her breath from her and burning the muscles as she was pushed harder against it.

“It’s me! It’s me!” she cried when she found her voice.

A light came on, and she saw Barry, hair disheveled, staring back at her with a confused expression on his face. She doubled over, catching her breath when he let her go. Jilly was by her side, rubbing her back, and telling her that it would be all right.

“Myka, sweetie. I thought I’d never see you again,” Jilly said through sobs.

“I didn’t think I’d ever see y’all again either,” Myka answered, straightening herself.

Myka’s back ached, but she didn’t mind. Relief flooded through her, knowing that they were still okay. She threw her arms around Jilly and cried onto her shoulder.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” she blubbered.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” Jilly said. “You’re home now.”

Myka didn’t want to ruin the moment by telling them that she couldn’t stay. Brent would come looking for her as soon as he woke up, and he would follow her trail back here. She needed to be back before he woke.

“I’ll make some coffee. Looks like we’re all gonna need it,” Barry said.

Myka ran her hand through her hair when Jilly let her go. She didn’t stop to think about what she looked like. She didn’t want them worrying about her, and if she was haggard in appearance, Jilly would question her. She hadn’t thought far enough ahead to know what to say to them. She just wanted to check on them.

Myka looked around the small kitchen and dining room they stood in. It had just been a few months since she left for Knight’s Academy, but it felt like it had been years. She took a seat on one of the chairs at the table. She felt weary. From her run, from her life with Brent. She was tired, and she wanted to make this place home again.

“When was the last time you ate?” Jilly asked, ever the concerned mom.

“I had supper,” Myka answered, thinking about the sad excuse for dinner Brent had made up. Snack cakes and potato chips.

“You look skinny. Have you been able to eat?” Jilly continued to fuss over her.

Myka nodded. She needed time to think because she knew the next question would be where she had been.

Barry stood at the coffee pot, watching it spit and sputter out the last drops of coffee. Steam rose in the air, and the entire kitchen filled with the scent of the hot coffee.

Barry poured each of them a mug and set them on the table. Myka blew on the hot liquid, as she held the mug in her hands, letting the warmth flow through her. Barry took a seat, and she could feel them watching her. She couldn’t meet their eyes. Not when so much was left unspoken.

“So are we just gonna ignore the elephant in the room?” Barry asked.

Jilly answered first. “He’s right, Myka. Where have you been? Why haven’t you called?”

“I just haven’t had the time,” she answered, still staring at the hot coffee in her hands.

“You haven’t had the time to tell your parents where you’ve been? That you were alive?” Barry said, his voice raising.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I never meant to hurt you.”

“But you did,” he said, ripping her heart in two.

Tears slid down her cheeks again, and she wiped them away.

“I know saying I’m sorry isn’t enough.” She braved a look at them, and it only hurt her more. “But, please believe me when I tell you that I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“What does that even mean?” Jilly asked. Concern choked her voice. “What aren’t you telling us?”

Myka shook her head. She didn’t need to bring this up. She couldn’t. To keep from having to speak, she took a drink of her coffee. The hot liquid burned her tongue, but she swallowed it down anyway.

She braved another look at her parents. It was now or never. She could tell them the truth. Tell them everything that was going on in her life. She wanted to, so she took in a deep breath, about to speak the words, but then shut her mouth. They would throw her into the psychiatric ward at the hospital. They wouldn’t believe in werewolves and vampires. They especially wouldn’t believe that she was a werewolf.

“There’s nothing to tell,” Myka said. “I ran away to find my real parents.”

“And how’s that going?” Barry asked.

Myka looked at him. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared her down. She looked away. That look made her want to divulge every little detail from the very beginning.

“Not as well as expected.”

“Mmm-hmm. I see,” he said.

He didn’t believe her.

“I need to go,” she said, standing. “This was a mistake.”

“Wait,” Jilly said. “You can’t go.”

“I have to.”

Myka walked around the table, toward the door, but Barry stood in front of it, blocking her escape.

“You’re lying, Myka. I always know when you’re lying,” he said.

“You know nothing about me,” she said. “You never had anything to do with me.”

Grief welled up in his eyes, and she felt horrible.

“I know more than you think.”

She sat down in the nearest chair, absorbing his words. “What are you talking about?”

This conversation was taking a toll on her. She just wanted to make sure that they were still alive. That was all.

“Myka, I have to tell you something,” Barry said.

Barry’s eyes narrowed like he was remembering something that happened a long time ago. Jilly placed a hand on her shoulder. Myka fidgeted in her seat as anxiety rose up inside of her. She stared at Barry, waiting for him to speak.

“I’m your dad,” he blurted out.

“I know. You adopted me.”

“No. I mean that I’m your real dad. Your mother passed away right after she had you.”

Myka stood and faced Jilly. Jilly’s lips were pursed, and her eyes watered. He was telling the truth. She fell into the chair again.

“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” Myka’s voice rose an octave.

“We didn’t think it would help. Jilly adopted you, and that’s what you overheard.”

“But I’m your daughter? By blood? You should have told me.”

“I know. I just—there was too much at stake,” he stammered.

“Jilly, what is he talking about?”

Myka turned to Jilly. She needed answers. Now.

“Because of what your mom was, and because of what we think you are now,” Jilly said.

They knew. They knew she was a werewolf.

 

 

 

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~ January 7, 2017

Chronicles of the Last Days

(Dragonsfall Book 3)

Kindle Edition

Myril doesn’t need prophecy to see that her world is going to end – the city is sinking before her eyes. Foreign ships fill Anamat harbor, bringing foreign traders bent on pillaging the city’s treasures – with help from the governor – as the people of the city flee across the sea to hostile lands.

Myril’s guildmaster calls on her to help save the Chronicles of Anamat from the pillagers. Meanwhile, her old friend Darna needs healing, Iola wants to go to her death in the dragons’ realm, and the Defenders are airing their secrets at just the wrong time. She begins to wonder how much the people she loves are to blame for the fall of Anamat.

How will anyone, or anything, survive when the waters rise again?

This book has dragons, magic, and sword play. It is a classic fantasy story. I would recommend it from 14 and up.

Available from http://www.amazon.ca and http://www.amazon.com

About Author

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Thanks to my grandmother, Nancy Woollcott Smith, I started out in life with the delusion that writing was a thing grown-ups did. Becoming a writer seemed almost as realistic an ambition as becoming an accountant, though less lucrative. That delusion led me to a couple of decades of irregular and mostly profitless work, but it’s also kept me going.

In high school I wrote two novels with a friend. We passed chapters back and forth in between classes. They were written on paper, the first book long-hand, the second on computer. That was before the internet. During the fall and winter after I graduated from college, I wrote a novella/poetry collection, still unpublishable or at least unmarketable. I sent it to about a half dozen agents and collected their more-or-less gentle rejections.

At age 31, I launched into my current project, a multi-volume epic fantasy about the last generation of a land animated by dragon-gods. I set it aside when I had my first baby, and I’m not 31 any more. I’ve also written a stand-alone Regency romance, a historical fantasy novella, and a screenplay.

The first two books of the series are available now on Amazon and will return to most of the noteworthy ebook retailers in April. I hope to release the remaining books in the series some time in 2016.

Keep checking in. I’ll let you know if anything interesting falls out of the keyboard.

You can join my mailing list for news of new books, giveaways, and other major events.

Here are links to some of the non-fiction articles I’ve written in recent years:

Passive Solar in Vineyard Style

Serving Hands  in Vineyard Style

Quansoo Farm in The Martha’s Vineyard Times

Rising Tide Therapeutic Equestrian Center  in Vineyard Style

Two young women to volunteer in Africa in The Martha’s Vineyard Times

The Brickyard in The Martha’s Vineyard Times

The Artisan’s Festival in The Martha’s Vineyard Times

Tiffany Smalley  graduates from Harvard in The Martha’s Vineyard Times

Solar Energy in Martha’s Vineyard Arts & Ideas

 

 

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~December 4, 2016

Chamaeleon:

Book 3.5 of The Stardust Series Kindle Edition

by Autumn Reed (Author), Julia Clarke (Author)

Note to Readers:

Chamaeleon must be read after book 3 and before book 4 to fully understand the storyline.

Chamaeleon is a novella told from both Haley’s and the guys’ perspectives.

Haley
“For the last seven months, my life practically revolved around ‘my’ guys—they kept me safe, made me laugh, and embraced me as one of their own. And, now, the unimaginable was happening. I was turning my back on the life I created with them. There would be no more duets with Chase, tickle fights with Theo, stargazing with Ethan, running with Knox, relaxing with Jackson, or cooking with Liam. In other words, I was walking away from the place—and the people—that had become my new home.”

Knox
“Theo opened his mouth like he was going to say something but then shut it again. The truth was, there was nothing left to say. We had to either compete for her heart or let her go, and both options were incomprehensible. Even if she chose me, could I live with the guilt of knowing I stole her away from my brother and best friends? And, if she chose someone else, would I ever get over her?”

Another hit from Autumn Reed & Julia Clark! I could not put it down. If you have not read this series then you MUST. Autumn and Julia have a way of getting you so involved in the characters that you will find yourself laughing, crying and yelling at your book.

The writing is so well done it pulls me in every time. I can’t wait for the next book to come out. Definitely a must read.

 Available from http://www.amazon.com  and http://www.amazon.ca

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~ November 5, 2016

Star Wars: Ahsoka Audible – Unabridged

E. K. Johnston (Author), Ashley Eckstein (Narrator), Listening Library (Publisher)

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Fans have long wondered what happened to Ahsoka after she left the Jedi Order near the end of the Clone Wars and before she reappeared as the mysterious Rebel operative Fulcrum in Rebels. Finally her story will begin to be told.

Following her experiences with the Jedi and the devastation of Order 66, Ahsoka is unsure she can be part of a larger whole ever again. But her desire to fight the evils of the Empire and protect those who need it will lead her right to Bail Organa – and the Rebel Alliance.

Amazing story. Like most people Ashoka is my favorite from Clone Wars and was excited when this book showed up for pre-order. I rarely finish a book in a day but I did this one. I was disappointed when I realized I had finished it, I wanted more! Please tell me there is at least a second book on the way very soon.

Available from http://www.amazon.ca  and http://www.amazon.com

 

 

 

 

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~ October 30, 2016

Witch Way to Hallows’ Bay: A Brimstone Bay Mystery

(Brimstone Bay Mysteries Book 2)  ~ Kindle Edition

by N.M. Howell (Author)

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Cats, cookies, and murder. An unfortunate recipe for a Halloween celebration. After finding out her job at the Brimstone Press is at risk when a misogynistic journalist from her past gets hired, clever witch and accidental cat lady River Halloway doesn’t think her day could get any worse. That is, until someone new to town is killed during the Hallows’ Bay Halloween celebration, and one of the most well-loved people in town is accused of the murder. Now, not only does River need to solve the crime and be the first to write the story for the sake of her job, but she must find who the real killer is before her beloved friend gets sent to state prison for murder. This is book 2 of the Brimstone Bay Mysteries series. If you’re a fan of Amanda M. Lee, Juliette Harper, and Amy Boyles, then be sure to get your fill of magic, mystery, and murder with this cozy new paranormal mystery series.

This book  released on October 25, 2016 is on special for $-99 for Canadian Readers and $-75 for our U.S. Readers.

 

Get your copy below:

http://www.amazon.ca  and  http://www.amazon.com

 

 

 

 

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review~ 24th. September, 2016

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I receive a newsletter from Reading Rockers every week, and in their latest issue, they have a list of books to help “Struggling Readers.”

I would like to share with you over the next few reviews the books they suggest especially for you ~ to receive your own copy of their newsletters give the following  link to your parents http://www.readingrockets.org/

 

Home at Last Hardcover – Sep 13 2016

by Vera B. Williams (Author, Illustrator), Chris Raschka (Illustrator

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A poignant, timely, and universal picture book about fear, adoption, family, and the joy of fatherhood, written by beloved and award-winning author Vera B. Williams and illustrated by the author in collaboration with two-time Caldecott Medalist Chris Raschka.

After Lester is adopted by Daddy Albert and Daddy Rich, he develops a big problem—he can’t fall asleep. Night after night he creeps into his parents’ room and attempts to crawl in between his two daddies, confident that if he’s with them and their dog, Wincka, nothing bad will happen to him ever again. But every night, Lester’s new dads walk him back to his own room, hoping that eventually Lester will get used to the new house and his new family and feel as though he belongs. They buy him a bike and take him for ice cream. They make cocoa and introduce him to his cousins. But no matter how happy Lester seems during the day, he still gets scared and worried at night! It’s the sweet dog Wincka who finally solves the problem when she climbs into Lester’s bed and promptly falls asleep, serving as both his pillow and his protector. Lester feels home at last.

Reviews:

“Full of tender everyday moments, Raschka’s sunny, loosely stroked painting lull readers into Lester’s new life. …Williams’s gift was capturing candid moments of pure love, and this, her final story before her death in 2015, offers a string of them.” (Publishers Weekly (starred review))


“Williams’ heartfelt text, published posthumously, supports Raschka’s expressive illustrations to tell the story of a child adopted by two dads. … Raschka’s paintings add emotional depth to the setbacks, miscommunications, and moments of joy. …A book to welcome into all kinds of homes.” (Kirkus Reviews)

About the Author and Illustrator:

Vera B. Williams died on October 16, 2015, while still working on this book with her dear friend and fellow artist Chris Raschka. Chris Raschka’s astonishing and glorious full-color paintings are based on sketches by Vera B. Williams and honor both her spirit and her intent. Home at Last is a universal, timely, and timeless book about the right of all children to belong someplace safe.

Books are available from ~ http:// www.amazon.ca,  http://www.amazon.com, all good book stores and your local libraries.

Professor Owl’s Book Corner ~ Weekly Book Review ~17th. September, 2016

27 Magic Words

By Sharelle Byars Moranville (Author)

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Apart from the title “27 Magic Words”, there is no magic in this gently moving, well-paced story and the reality of a child deep in denial eventually coming to terms with her parents’ death. Ten-year-old Kobi and her older sister live in Paris with their grandmother, enjoying a seemingly privileged lifestyle: they are homeschooled by a tutor, dine on gourmet meals prepared by a housekeeper, and wear fashionable French clothing. While Kobi misses her parents, whom she believes to be on an extended ocean voyage, she can see them whenever she wants by uttering one of the 27 magic words her mother gave her before she and Kobi’s father left five years earlier. A move to Iowa to live with her uncle leaves Kobi struggling to adjust in every way possible: to school, to a new culture, to a much less luxurious lifestyle-and eventually to the realization that her parents aren’t coming home. Told from Kobi’s point of view, this character-driven novel does a remarkable job of allowing readers to see the world through Kobi’s eyes, both as a five-year-old believing in her parents’ magical abilities and as a 10-year-old surrounded by adults who are coping with their own heartbreaks and traumas. Secondary characters are portrayed equally deftly, and even minor characters come across as living, breathing individuals.

This book is a gem. The masterfully crafted prose engages young and adult readers alike. Kobi is a compelling main character whose difficult emotional journey is ultimately satisfying and hope-filled. The supporting characters are engaging, too.

Available from http://www.amazon.ca and http://www.amazon.com

Also available from Public and School Libraries’